“My spare car, the Tesla that Fake Musk drives, has the keys in it. You two can take that one.”
Musk got into his Tesla, rolled down the window, and waved to Lin Xian and Angelica:
“See you, you two. I have a lot of things to do.”
“See you later, Lin Xian. I’m looking forward to seeing you next time. What should I call you then?”
Buzz.
The Tesla's smooth electric motor started, causing the car, with its slightly dented front, to slowly separate from the rear of the car in front. Then it reversed all the way out of the abandoned factory, turned around, and sped away.
“Are you okay? You've been out of contact for so long.”
Lin Xian turned to look at Angelica:
“How did you get exposed when you went to see Musk as his secretary?”
“Heh.”
Angelica snorted, threw the unfinished cigarette on the ground, and crushed it hard with her heel:
“Don't mention it. It makes me angry just thinking about it.”
“But Musk is a gentleman, at least he keeps his word and takes responsibility. That makes me dislike him less. Besides, he really did help you, just like he said, and helped you solve the crisis.”
Lin Xian nodded:
“Yes, although he admitted that he initially just wanted to use me to get rid of Kevin Walker, it indirectly helped me eliminate a major threat. I won’t hold that against him. What's more, he left me this little refrigerator that confines the spacetime particles.”
Lin Xian bent down and picked up the small refrigerator.
The refrigerator door was closed, but Musk had already told him the password and he could open it at any time.
Angelica blinked:
“But the thing inside that you call a spacetime particle should be useless now, right? It must not have any value, otherwise he wouldn’t have left it to you. I can tell that although Musk appears calm on the surface, he’s really heartbroken about this pair of entangled spacetime particles.”
“I saw his eyes when he threw the stone in. He was really angry and regretful, gritting his teeth as he threw it. Maybe Musk was just too angry, so he didn't want to see this failure and shame again, so he left the small refrigerator to you.”
“That doesn’t matter, I don’t care.”
Lin Xian entered the password Musk told him, and the small refrigerator door opened with a bang. He and Angelica looked inside again.
Inside, there was still a lot of sand and gravel, and in the middle of the small refrigerator's interior, a spacetime particle that had lost its energy and activity floated slowly and lazily.
In fact, from the outside, you could no longer tell that it was a pair of entangled spacetime particles, because neither of them had any energy movement, so they had merged together, forming a visually "single" small blue ball of electricity.
“Spacetime particles are indeed useless after they lose energy, but the technology in this small refrigerator looks amazing. I can take it back and study it.”
Lin Xian couldn't help but admire. Musk really lived up to his reputation as a saint, an open-source fanatic, who so easily open-sourced the technology of the small refrigerator to him.
Although Lin Xian wasn't sure which was more advanced, this small refrigerator or Liu Feng's rice cooker.
But learning from others to strengthen oneself was always the right thing to do.
Anyway, he was going to the Rhine Joint Laboratory of Donghai University to see Liu Feng later, so he would put the small refrigerator there and let him study and disassemble it.
“Let's leave, Angelica.”
Lin Xian placed the small refrigerator in the back of the rear-ended Tesla, then gestured for Angelica to get in:
“I'm sorry to have dragged you into this. You've suffered during this time.”
“Don't say such polite things, Lin Xian.”
Angelica shook her hair, sweeping all her seaweed-like black and smooth hair behind her:
“We are friends, we are comrades.”
Comrades.
Lin Xian smiled inexplicably.
Indeed.
He had really become a comrade with the Seven Deadly Sins:
“Don’t worry, I’ll join the Genius Club as soon as possible. I might as well tell you that my purpose in joining the Genius Club is to find out the truth of all the mysteries, and then save my lost friend.”
“So I don’t mind being enemies with anyone in the Genius Club. I will try my best to find out who killed Ji Lin’s parents and made you seek revenge. If that person happens to be my enemy as well, we will definitely stand together against a common foe.”
Angelica raised her eyebrows and chuckled:
“Ji Lin really made a good friend. I am very happy for my brother. When we avenge him one day, you and I should go to Brooklyn and sweep his grave. He will definitely thank you, and he must miss you very much, his only friend in life.”
“We'll talk about it then.”
Lin Xian got into the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and started the Tesla:
“If I have the leisure at that time, I will go.”
Buzz.
Angelica didn't plan to stay in Dragon Country any longer. She had been out of contact for a long time, and she had a lot of things to deal with in the United States.
So she asked Lin Xian to take her directly to Pudong International Airport and left on the next available flight.
“Goodbye, Lin Xian.”
At the entrance of the aerospace building, Angelica stood in the evening breeze, smiling at Lin Xian:
“Although it was short, it was a stimulating and memorable experience. Take care, and I wish you all the best on your road to pursuing answers.”
With that, Angelica left.
Lin Xian also didn't stop for a moment, and drove to Donghai University late at night.
As Musk said.
Now, there was a rare moment of peace.
From March 28th, when Chu Anqing turned into blue stardust and disappeared, experiencing digging graves, going to Copenhagen, escaping to the United States, and then returning to Donghai, this journey ended today on April 26th.
He could finally relax a little.
This month was the most dangerous, tortuous, turbulent, and also the most unforgettable month of his life.
Chu Anqing's departure strengthened his determination to find out the truth and then save her;
Huang Que’s departure made him understand many things and he had decided to become a trustworthy leader;
The reversal of the fake and real Yu Xi, even when recalled now, still made his scalp tingle, and it still lingered in his mind.
What was the final outcome of that spacetime policewoman named Lin Yu Xi?
Did she turn into blue stardust and disappear completely?
Or perhaps
Was she still lurking in the current spacetime, waiting for the next attack on him?
All these answers.
He would know the truth after entering his dream tomorrow.
He really cared about what kind of relationship Lin Yu Xi had with him, Huang Que, and Zhao Yingjun.
He had originally planned to have a good talk.
But Lin Yu Xi's hatred for him was too great, and she couldn't wait for the Space-Time Court to sentence him to death immediately.
Truly a filial daughter, righteously destroying her own relatives.
Even if those crimes of being anti-human, endangering the earth, and disrupting spacetime were true, that crime was committed by the future Lin Xian! What did it have to do with the current him?
This so-called Space-Time Court and Space-Time Police were really unreasonable. They didn't seem like a fair and just official organization at all.
Recalling that expressionless, piercing-eyed, powerful and fast teenage terminator
Lin Xian felt that it was good that she disappeared. It wasn't a bad thing for him.
Even if she was indeed related to him by blood.
But in the end, he still didn't have any real feeling, or the real feeling of being a father and wanting to spoil his daughter.
Even.
If it wasn't for the fake Yu Xi making such a scene, Lin Xian's feelings for the fake Yu Xi would be deeper than for the real Yu Xi. Sure enough, he now had a new understanding of the saying "the kindness of nurturing is greater than the kindness of birth."
Feelings are cultivated, not something that can be felt just by designating a relationship.
This couldn't help but remind him of the winter sleep amnesia.
Whether memories
Are also like feelings, must be personally experienced, and then understood and accepted?
When Zheng Xiangyue wakes up decades or centuries later
Will she really remember the innocent words of today?
“No wonder Musk said that the advent of winter sleep technology has brought about earth-shaking changes to the world.”
“Sure enough, this technological innovation has brought too many social problems.”
However.
Lin Xian didn't plan to think about so much at the moment.
He just wanted to join the Genius Club as soon as possible, that was all.
In the early hours of the morning, Lin Xian finally arrived at Donghai University from Pudong International Airport and entered Liu Feng's laboratory with the dirty little refrigerator.
“What are you doing with a refrigerator?”
Liu Feng looked at Lin Xian in confusion:
“And why is it constantly dropping sand and soil? What exactly is in this refrigerator?”
Thump.
Lin Xian placed the small refrigerator on the laboratory table and started entering the password:
“I'll show you a treasure.”
After the password was entered, the door of the small refrigerator opened with a bang.
Liu Feng leaned over:
“I’ll be damned, a spacetime particle! Where did you steal another one from?”
His eyes widened, and he instantly understood that the unremarkable little refrigerator in front of him, just like his ordinary rice cooker, was also a spacetime particle capture device!
“Genius!”
Liu Feng was amazed by the clever use of this white appliance, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up and exclaimed:
“To think of using a small refrigerator as a spacetime particle capture device, what a genius!”
“Lin Xian, whose masterpiece is this?”
Lin Xian was amused by Liu Feng's reaction:
“Musk's, that is, that world's richest man Musk.”
“You don't need to be so surprised, right? In my opinion, the idea of your rice cooker is much more interesting than the small refrigerator.”
“It's different, Lin Xian.”
Liu Feng waved his hand, leaned closer, and continued to observe the small refrigerator:
“The small refrigerator has a side-opening door, and the rice cooker has a top-opening door.”
“” Lin Xian was speechless at this answer:
“Are there any other differences? In terms of design ideas.”
Liu Feng flipped it up and down, studied it, and carefully looked at the state of the spacetime particle inside, frowning and said:
“It seems that in terms of structure and function, it is indeed more powerful than my rice cooker. Musk deserves to be called the Silicon Valley Iron Man, a scientific madman. His understanding of spacetime particle capture devices is above mine.”
“I can disassemble this small refrigerator later to take a look. It will definitely give me some new ideas, and maybe I can make a more reliable next-generation spacetime particle capture device.”
Lin Xian nodded:
“I'm really looking forward to your next household appliance. Now is not the time to talk about this. The spacetime particle in Musk's hand was originally two mutually orbiting, energy-filled entangled spacetime particles; but later we used the method of contact with inorganic matter to exhaust the energy and destroy this entangled spacetime particle.”
“You should study it carefully later. Although the spacetime particle has no energy now, it is a very precious and rare entangled spacetime particle after all. Maybe we can study some new information.”
“Musk must know what spacetime coordinates are. How did he know the coordinates? It can't be that he also has a spacetime clock, right? I guess his research results are probably obtained from spacetime particles.”
This was Lin Xian's purpose in bringing the small refrigerator and the remains of the entangled spacetime particle to Liu Feng.
Since Musk said so.
The three entrance exams for the Genius Club were just easy points.
Then the answer was likely hidden in the research of spacetime particles. He only knew the question of the first exam now, and didn't know what the next two questions would ask.
It was always right to let Liu Feng study it in advance, just in case.
“Okay.”
Liu Feng agreed readily, closed the small refrigerator, and placed it in a corner of the experimental table. Then he turned around, trotted to the middle experimental table, grabbed the square spacetime clock from it, and held it in front of Lin Xian:
“Look! Look! My spacetime clock is indeed correct! It can indeed monitor changes in spacetime curvature!”
Lin Xian looked at the rectangular clock-like thing in Liu Feng's hand.
Indeed
No matter how many times he had come to the lab before, the LCD dial was always 0.0000000, but now it had finally lived up to expectations and had turned into 0.0000042.
Although he had already known this result on the phone.
But when this conspicuous 42 appeared silently in front of him, Lin Xian couldn't help but feel a chill.
42.
Sure enough, it was an inescapable and unavoidable 42.
It always appeared in unexpected places.
“This 0.0000042 should be the spacetime curvature you're talking about, right?”
Lin Xian asked:
“Is the expression of this spacetime curvature ultimately going to be converted into a percentage form to describe it? Or is it just like this, in decimal form?”
“This cannot be determined yet.”
Liu Feng said rigorously:
“Because this is the first numerical change of the spacetime clock. It is difficult for us to find out the rules from a single change! But! Once there is a second change, we can roughly lock the rules of spacetime curvature change.”
“In the current situation, no matter whether you understand this 42 as a decimal or a percentage, the meaning is the same. It just represents”
“The future trajectory of the current spacetime has changed significantly. The future world will definitely be completely new, leaping to a completely new world line orbit. And the specific value of this change range, also called world line curvature or spacetime curvature, is 0.0000042!”
Lin Xian recalled the time when Liu Feng called him.
It was not difficult to infer.
The time point of the numerical change of the spacetime clock, which could also be called the anchor point of spacetime change, was the moment when Musk's entangled spacetime particle was destroyed.
From that moment on.
An irreversible anchor point was formed.
Therefore, the strong spacetime butterfly effect stirred up gusts of tornadoes, blowing the future world off its original trajectory and onto a completely new future.
This strictly corresponded to the spacetime law he had previously understood.
Liu Feng's spacetime clock was simply an attempt to digitalize and dataize the results of this spacetime butterfly effect more intuitively.
“But why is it exactly 42?”
Lin Xian frowned slightly:
“This is a bit of a coincidence, even, a bit too coincidental.”
“We still have no idea what this 0.0000042 represents. I'm even wondering what the value of the spacetime clock will be if it changes again next time?”
“Will it be 0.0004242, or 0.0000420, or 0.0000084?”
“Or, is this numerical value just a coincidence, just stuck at 42? Then next time, could it be 0.0000043, 0.0000044?”
Liu Feng nodded heavily:
“All the situations you mentioned are possible, but we can only wait for the next verification to see what the specific result is. However, this numerical change can already explain many things”
“First of all, it confirms that spacetime curvature does exist. The future direction of our spacetime is indeed constantly changing. To put it simply, everything depends on human effort, planning depends on people, and success also depends on people. We can change the future through our own efforts!”
“Secondly, before tonight, our world was always located on the 0.0000000 world line, and the future has been developing towards the end of this world line; but at 8:30 tonight, the world we are in suddenly jumped to the 0.0000042 world line, and the future began to develop towards the end of this 0.0000042 world line.”
Liu Feng became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice became louder and louder:
“Remember what you told me, Lin Xian? You said that the research on the cosmic constant only needs to be correct once, and perhaps the entire world can be saved! I am more and more convinced of this sentence now!”
“If there are countless world lines on the blackboard of spacetime, they are like diverging branches, constantly diverging, diverging, and forming countless possible futures. Then, among these possible futures, there must be good and bad, success and failure. If we want to get a beautiful future, we only need to anchor that world line and constantly approach it and adjust the spacetime curvature!”
“Can you understand my explanation, Lin Xian? The world line is a tree-shaped plan that is constantly diverging and forking. Our world is destined to move along one of these branches and eventually reach a certain treetop. And the spacetime curvature means that we have chosen other treetops; and the greater the curvature, the farther the distance from the original treetop, and the greater the change in the future world!”
Lin Xian nodded:
“I can definitely understand this.”
In terms of the spacetime law he understood, this was still a kind of historical disruption and historical correction.
Assuming that the 0.0000042 world line is set as the correct world line;
Then the act of making the spacetime curvature larger or smaller is called disrupting history, which will cause the future development trajectory to deviate from the original track. For example, if he makes the spacetime curvature become 0.0000092 through some attempt, this is called world line deviation and historical derailment.
Then, on this basis, if he can find a way to reduce the spacetime curvature back to 0.0000042, then the future development trajectory of this spacetime will return to its original position and fall back to the original track. This behavior is called historical correction.
The principles are the same.
It was just that the existence of the spacetime clock truly made the spacetime butterfly effect numerical.
Although the spacetime butterfly effect was still chaotic and uncontrollable.
But at least.
The result change could be observed.
Thinking about it this way
The role and significance of the spacetime clock were still very great.
“So Liu Feng.”
Lin Xian put the spacetime clock back on the table and looked at Liu Feng:
“So you think 0.0000042 is a spacetime coordinate? Can you think that way?”
“I think so.”
Liu Feng's eyes were firm:
“Because we did jump from the 0.0000000 world line to the 0.0000042 world line. What is a coordinate? I explained it to you before, the expression method that can accurately, uniquely, and without objection mark spacetime points is called a coordinate!”
“Just like the longitude and latitude on the earth, a pair of longitude and latitude numbers must correspond to a unique location point; then spacetime coordinates are the same, different numbers, just like identity card numbers, correspond to different spacetimes.”
Lin Xian pulled out a chair and sat down, took a pen from the pen holder, and twirled it between his fingers.
He thought about what Liu Feng said.
It did make some sense.
It was just that his Genius Club exam only gave him one chance to answer.
If the answer was correct, he could continue to answer the next exam question;
If the answer was wrong, there would be no second chance to retake the exam, and he would be directly eliminated.
“I suggest observing the changes in the spacetime clock again before drawing a conclusion.”
Lin Xian said softly:
“As you said, observe it more times, and perhaps you can summarize the rules. As long as you know the rules, you can verify the correctness and falsity of the answer.”
“Yes, that's more rigorous.”
Liu Feng also pulled out a chair, sat opposite Lin Xian, and watched the pen spinning and flying between Lin Xian's fingers:
“Thinking about it carefully, it's really incredible. By calibrating the zeroing reference outside this spacetime, we can actually be in the middle of it and detect the changes in the world line from within this spacetime.”
“This is really an amazing discovery! Let's wait one more time! As long as we wait for one more answer, we can definitely figure out the specific value and rules of the spacetime coordinates!”
“It's just that the only problem now is that we lack the means to observe the future, and we are not sure whether there will really be changes in the future, or how much of a change range counts as 0.0000042.”
“It’s okay, leave it to me.”
Lin Xian said softly:
“I'll find a way to verify it.”
In the Donghai University laboratory, Lin Xian talked to Liu Feng about some things, and urged him to continue to study the cosmic constant in depth, and then continue to observe the changes in the value of the spacetime clock.
And Lin Xian also had a detailed plan in mind for entering his dream to verify.
He looked at his watch.
It was really too late now. The date had come to April 27, and the time was past 1 a.m.
He definitely wouldn’t dream if he went to sleep at this time.
But it didn't matter.
Tomorrow at 12:42 p.m., he could enter his dream at the earliest time, and explore the dream for a full 12 hours.
He would make good use of these 12 hours to explore the new dream:
“I hope I don’t see Copernicus and the Space-Time Police again. But since Musk has already destroyed the spacetime particle, Copernicus and the Space-Time Police are likely to have disappeared.”
Lin Xian muttered in his heart.
He was going to go back and get a good night's sleep and figure out the changes in the dream.
Suddenly.
Liu Feng seemed to suddenly react and stuck his head out to look outside the door.
“Don't look around, I came by myself.”
Lin Xian was really speechless at this gossip-loving emotional mentor:
“Are you still struggling with your arithmetic sequence?”
“Um”
Liu Feng thought, holding his chin:
“According to my reasoning”
“Stop guessing.” Lin Xian interrupted him.
“No, no, no, mathematics is beautiful, and arithmetic sequences are beautiful. They have rules to follow.”
Liu Feng continued his mathematical-emotional dualism theory:
“Considering that you shouldn't be interested in women over forty years old, then the next woman to appear in the arithmetic sequence should be a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl. When she appears, the arithmetic sequence of women around you will be completely complete.”
“Hehe!”
Lin Xian thought of the real and fake Yu Xi and chuckled:
“Sometimes you are quite a genius, it's just that you're not a genius in the field of mathematics.”
“Then I’m going home to sleep first. Remember to promote the research on spacetime particles and the cosmic constant. By the way, that sad Einstein I put here before, didn’t you say there was a password on it? How is the decryption going?”
Liu Feng showed a wry smile and spread his hands:
“You can’t bring this bad habit of being a hands-off shopkeeper to the laboratory. Scientific research is different from doing business, how can results be produced so quickly?”
“Rather, there is only me in this entire laboratory. The number of people and research projects are really not proportional. Are you really not considering increasing the number of people?”
“Seriously, my personal energy has basically reached its limit. If you have any trustworthy researchers, you might as well let them join the Rhine Laboratory and do research with me.”
Lin Xian looked at the spinning pen.
He thought about it.
Where were there so many trustworthy people?
Not to mention that he himself was not in the scientific research circle, and he didn't know so many researchers.
Instantly.
He stopped spinning the pen.
He began to miss an old friend
VV.
Musk said that the future time traveler sent back by Turing, the fake Yu Xi, gave him a USB flash drive with a virus on it.
It was that future virus in the USB flash drive that killed VV.
Just now
If Copernicus' closed loop was broken and the future went on a new track, would that virus lurking in the Internet turn into blue stardust and disappear?
Even if the data stream couldn't turn into blue stardust, wouldn't the spacetime law also transform into an anti-virus software in time due to the existence of the spacetime paradox, and erase the future virus that disrupted spacetime?
“I can give it a try.”
Lin Xian thought:
“While ensuring VV's absolute safety, I can try to communicate with VV in the laptop and see if I can save her.”
“As long as I have the super artificial intelligence VV as a good helper, it will be much more convenient to handle many things, and VV can definitely act as Liu Feng's capable assistant and get twice the result with half the effort.”
Um.
Then let's do this.
Tomorrow, I’ll first enter my dream to see what changes will occur in the fourth dream, and explore it carefully.
After confirming
He would find a way to resurrect VV!
After that.
Lin Xian drove the Tesla car with the crushed rear and left Donghai University, heading to his home, which he had not returned to for a long time.
It had really been too long since he had been home.
He temporarily experienced the eagerness of a traveler to return home.
Arriving home, he turned on the living room light switch, and everything was as before.
Lin Xian first went to the bathroom, waved at the mirror, turned around, confirmed that there were no supernatural events, then took a shower, changed into his pajamas, and prepared to sleep.
Lying on the bed, he took one last look at the electronic alarm clock on the bedside table.
The time showed April 27, 2024, 03:12.
He definitely wouldn’t dream if he went to sleep at this time.
But the running around and fighting in the past few days had been too tiring, and Lin Xian was confident that he could sleep until 12:42 p.m.
It didn’t matter if he went to sleep early. When the time reached 12:42 p.m., he would immediately enter his dream.
“I’m really looking forward to it.”
With anticipation for the brand-new dream, Lin Xian closed his eyes.
Gradually.
He fell asleep.
Whoosh
A slightly cool summer breeze blew by.
This comfortable feeling made Lin Xian, who hadn't opened his eyes yet, feel a little uncomfortable for a while.
When did the hot summer breeze in his dream become so considerate?
It was too quiet around.
There was no urban noise, no traffic, no voices.
Apart from the light and melodious birdsong and fragrance of flowers, there was the uniform chirping of cicadas.
The taste of nature.
Not only was it nature in his sense of hearing, but his nostrils were also filled with the moist smell of soil and the unique fragrance of flowers, plants, and branches.
Taking a deep breath
It was as if his entire lungs had been washed, refreshing his heart and lungs.
It had changed.
The fourth dream had disappeared!
What awaited him was a brand-new dream filled with freedom and fragrance, the fifth dream!
Ting
Lin Xian suddenly opened his eyes
“Fuck.”
He was stunned.
Where was this again?
He turned around, and the same was true behind him!
As far as he could see, there were only tree trunks, vines, jungle flowers, and plants, as if he was in a primeval forest.
Looking up at the sky.
The trunks of the trees in the forest were straight and tall, standing tall and covering most of the sunlight. No wonder the breeze here made Lin Xian feel so sweet and cool.
The branches and leaves of the trees were very lush, and only a few rays of sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, like straight swords, cutting through the air with the Tyndall effect and shining on the soft and thick fallen leaves and soil under his feet.
“A forest? Or such a lush primeval forest?”
Lin Xian raised his right foot, stepped on it, and rubbed it.
The thick layer of fallen leaves, dry grass, branches, and soil formed a soft "carpet". He used his toes to shovel hard a few times, and even shoveled out several earthworms, but still did not break through the rotten leaf layer.
This showed that the forest had existed for a certain number of years.
But
The location where he entered the dream each time was the same, right?
It should be somewhere in Donghai City!
Even if it wasn't a proper city like the first dream; at least it should be the backward old Donghai in the second dream; or the polluted land in the third dream. What was the idea of this primeval forest?
Could it be that the world of the fifth dream was so bad that humans had become extinct?
So.
Had the once prosperous Donghai City returned to dust and been buried in the dust of history?
“Let's look at a place further away.”
Lin Xian walked quickly in the primeval forest. The flowers, plants, and trees here were really growing too well, and there were all kinds of insects and birds, which gave Lin Xian an ominous premonition for some reason
Don’t.
Don’t really play the scene of humans disappearing and being the last human on earth. If humans were really extinct, his fifth dream would be completely useless.
Aimlessly, Lin Xian ran in the forest for nearly an hour.
But as far as he could see, it was still a primeval forest surrounded by trees.
Lin Xian even suspected that he was being tricked.
How big was this forest?
Why was there not a trace of the city at all?
What's more, where were the people?
Didn't they say that Da Lian Mao, A Zhuang, Er Zhu Zi, and San Pang were very tough?
These few people were terrifying existences that could withstand the spacetime butterfly effect, so were they also erased by the spacetime change this time?
“It shouldn’t be.”
Lin Xian shook his head.
In terms of toughness, Lin Xian trusted Da Lian Mao very much.
Brother Lian.
You must be alive.
I really want to see you.
Lin Xian ran around blindly for another half an hour
He exhausted his strength.
He still couldn’t get out of this primeval forest.
What should he do?
He wiped the sweat from his forehead.
In the past, Da Lian Mao's refresh point was not far from his birth point.
In the first dream, Da Lian Mao's refresh point was on the square, and he could see him after a few steps. He would even take the initiative to come to the door after getting the key prop, the Ultraman mask.
In the second dream, Da Lian Mao and his three younger brothers would also take the initiative to appear at the corner of the stone road.
In the third dream, it was at most a few hundred meters away, where Da Lian Mao was playing with a hot air balloon.
The fourth dream didn't count, it had no reference value.
But now the fifth dream
He had run so far, but he